24 Hours in Samal Island
Upon arrival in Davao City, we took a cab to the Sasa Wharf where the barges and boats going to Babak District are docked. Barges leave every 10-15 minutes. This wharf is different from the Sta. Ana Wharf where boats going to Pearl Farm Beach Resort and Talikud Island are.
The barge had just left when we arrived at the wharf, so we had to wait a quick 15 minutes. We didn't mind because the travel from the wharf to Babak District is just a fast 15- to 20-minute ride, and the wharf has seats anyway. When the barge came, trucks and cars began going inside one by one, and then passengers were called to board.
The resort was about 15 minutes away from the port, going through concrete roads and a short rough path down the hill. The property has six rooms, a swimming pool, and a beachfront to boot.
|Island French Resort's swimming pool|
|Our room. Can you see the BULB?|
|Inside our room|
|Toilet and bath|
|By the beach|
|I still crave for this version of sinuglaw until now|
|Grilled white squid|
After our delectable brunch, we went back to our rooms to rest for awhile while we were waiting for low tide. This is because we were advised that it is best to go to the Vanishing Island during this time so we can see the vast expanse of white sandbar.
At the cue of the resort's staff, we geared up and off we boarded the boat to the Vanishing Island. The sun was up and scorching and the sea was calm--a perfect day we thought. The island was so near, just about 5 to 10 minutes away from the resort.
|A fisherman on our way to the Vanishing Island|
|Approaching Vanishing Island|
|An old, dilapidated house on stilts|
|With Mrs. Mackenzie! #takurepose|
|Rain, rain, and more rain|
It was only 4:00 pm and we were already thinking about dinner. We wanted to try other restaurants at the town proper and so we asked Juvy to help us get a tricycle. Luckily, the owner was about to pick up her daughter from school, so she generously offered to bring us to the town proper.
She brought us to Aznebo Grill and Restaurant, which was a few meters away from the public market.
The ambiance was very Filipino--open air, with wood and bamboo accents. It is like a typical bahay kubo. There was a huge signage saying that you should clap twice to get the staff's attention, and so we did, and in a jiffy, the staff was there ready to take our orders.
The menu was extensively Pinoy as well and the price points are reasonable. We ordered the seafood bilao, which was good for four persons (we were only three, by the way). For appetizer, we got a platter of cholesterol-rising chicken skin and ice cold sodas.
|The 50-peso stroke-inducing chicken skin was a winner|
|The seafood bilao which has kilawin, guso, squid, shrimps, tuna belly, okra, bagoong, green mangoes, and rice|
After we had dinner, we walked to the market to find some fresh fruits. There were lanzones and rambutan at Php 30-35 and of course, durian. My hubby and friend bought some fruits for their "midnight snacks".
|Durian on the road|
Morning came and it was time for breakfast. The menu? Corned beef, sunny side up eggs, rice, pancakes, and coffee. Very homey!
|Our breakfast at Island French Resort|
|The registration area to the cave|